Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge
where our inspiration is the triptych shown below.
My poem explores the darker, unresolved core of this Greek myth. Atlas didn’t just carry the world, he was sentenced to it permanently by Zeus. And when Heracles tricks Atlas, the outcome is cemented: there’s no escape.

For siding with the Titans, he was cursed
to hold the vault of heaven on his spine,
not for a day, a decade, or the worst
of mortal lives, but past the very end of time.
The sky-globe grinds its weight into his bone,
and still he kneels where Zeus’s judgment fell ….
no war was lost so absolutely …. none ….
or permanently sentenced to this hell.
He dreamed that Heracles might stay
and take the burden as he’d done before,
if only for an hour, or a single day ….
but tricks are tricks, and gods always keep score.
So back the globe came crashing to his hands,
the golden apples gone, the hero walked away,
and Atlas learned no bargain ever stands
against a fate the Fates themselves obey.
There is no dusk for him, no gentle gold,
no silhouette released against the sun ….
just granite knees and shoulders growing old
beneath a debt that never comes undone.
The world does not applaud his endless will,
nor does he ask for pity or for praise;
he simply bears the heavens, bears them still,
into the unrelenting turn of days.
NAR©2026
This is “Atlas” by Guns N’ Roses
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

Thank you for the education, Nancy!
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So glad you enjoyed my poem, Susi. Thanks!
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You’re welcome!
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Poor Atlas.

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That’s priceless! 😂
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We sometimes prefer to downplay the behaviors that got us to our sorrowful state. But the Fates remember.
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So true …. and they never forget. Thanks, Liz.
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Wonderful epic poem. You caught all the drama and brought it to life for us.
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Thank you for a lovely comment! I appreciate you taking the time to read and share your thoughts.
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Oh, I am sad for Atlas!
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Eternal punishment is a cruel fate, my friend!
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Nice poem, Nancy. I am not sure who was tortured the most by the gods, but Atals has to be right up there with Sisyphus and Prometheus.
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Their fates were horrible, cruel jokes, and it’s impossible to say who suffered the most. The gods were ruthless, an unforgiving lot, weren’t they? Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts, Jim.
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we all have to pay our price, eh?
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You got that right, Ron.
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Now that is what I would call a savior! Nicely done, Nancy.
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I’ll happily take that! Thanks, Jodi.
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Mythology as it’s bestest my friend …
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This has always been a favorite story of mine, a carry over from my school days. Thanks for a bit of Hans Zimmer today! 🎶💙
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Yes, Hans Zimmer’s track seemed very appropriate my friend 🥰🎶
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I love how you transformed his story into a poem Nance fabulous 🙌
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I’m glad you enjoyed my poetic interpretation. Thanks, Ange. 😊
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The assumption that it’s only your job needs to be challenged. Progress happens from that point.
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Very true, Reena.
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Very interesting poem Nancy.
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Thanks, Sadje.
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My pleasure dear friend
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